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Harper's Weekly |
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October 27, 1860 |
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 Scene--SOMEWHERE IN ILLINOY
Peleg Puffer, Esq., in search of Material for New Life of Lincoln, encounters a Na-
tyve.—“So, my dear Sir! you say you are well acquainted with the Illustrious Abram;
Honest Old Abe—eh?”
Mr. Puffer at this moment is horrified to find that, while taking Notes, his friend and
informant has assumed a very peculiar form and action—scratching gravel, and kicking up a
dust generally. Looking like a small thunder-cloud, out of which issued, “For Mercy's
s-a-ake, Stranger! w-wait t-t-ill I git th-through this Ager Shake, a-an I'll t-tell you all
a-a-bout it!” Peleg sloped for higher ground, satisfied that Illinoy Earthquakes interfere
fearfully with information on matters and things generally.
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